Just left my bank card in Canadian Tire, dammit dammit dammit. Could I be distracted? Disorganized? Dippy? All of the above. But I did get my maps and route planner for the drive to San Diego, so that's something. And I did get an insulated drinks jug for the yoga tent in San Diego, as well as a hockey water bottle ('though I promise not to swish and spit in public).
My nerves? Jingle-jangle-jinglin'. Now to write a speech about midlife career changes, and my decision to be a Bikram yogini. Naturally this is a humorous speech.